The hospital stay, on the other hand, was absolutely crazy. I have a journaling app on my phone, and every time I had a This is China moment, I'd quick open it up and jot it down. After two days, there was so much material I could barely keep up. After seven days, I can write a book. I promise I'll be mining my experience to bring you comedy gold, but for right now I find myself completely exhausted and battling to stay awake all day. I know I get exactly one opportunity to heal from this surgery, so I'm doing it correctly, with lots of rest and help and a tiny poodle who is sooo happy to have her favorite lap back in the house.
So give me a little bit longer to spend some quality time with my bed and I'll give you a great tale. For now, I give you my chest X-ray, which I got to take home as a souvenir. Thinking they'd want it back, I held it up to the window to take a quick Instagram shot and managed to get Shanghai in the background. Maybe my pain had something to do with swallowing whole cities?